Passion

Epic Power Metal / Burning Anthem

The Story

What keeps you awake when the rest of the world is asleep? What would you burn your hands for?

“Passion” is a song about that fire – the flicker in the dark that becomes a flood, the hunger that never says “enough.” It builds cathedrals on shifting sands, turns a simple house into a golden throne and the brightest eyes to stone. It costs us everything – and gives us the reason to breathe.

For everyone who would rather hold the lightning than live in the calm.

Lyrics

It starts as a flicker, a whisper in the dark
A silent obsession, a single holy spark
We're chasing the shadow of a feeling we can't name
Walking the wire between the glory and the shame
You feel it in the marrow, you feel it in the bone
The kind of hunger that leaves you all alone

Oh, this passion is a fever and a flood
It's the rhythm of the iron in our blood
We're reaching for the sun until we burn our hands
Building our cathedrals on the shifting sands
It's the beautiful ache, the weight of the fire
Everything we lose to the heart's desire.

It's the reason we're breathing, the reason we fall
The ghost in the engine, the voice through the wall
I've seen it turn the brightest eyes to stone
And turn a simple house into a golden throne
We're caught in the pulse, we're lost in the height
A million stars dying just to give us light.

It's the “never enough,” it's the “just one more”
It's the storm that's worth fighting for!
We don't want the safety, we don't want the calm
We want the lightning held in our palm!

A slow-burning ember...
A crown made of thorns...
The peace in the middle...
Of the wildest storms.